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Saturday, February 13, 2016

Painting Your Soul Red

Art by Leah

Cupid, whose aim is often askew, uniting the most unlikely sorts, and making me question his credibility altogether; I must say that I continue to be a fan of love and still retain the infectious wounds inflicted from his arrows. Yes, I said wounds, for having dated many; my heart has been pierced more than once.

Love is a messy thing, interrupting lives and overthrowing hearts before the unsuspecting pair has a chance to gird their tender loins. Of course not all loins are tender, and love need not be reserved for the young, for love has long arms and reaches far into the future, holding dear the subject of adoration well past the time of noticing skunky streaks whitening the temples and creases brought on by life’s bloody combats… and welcomed comedies.

Fair maidens become fair ladies, well versed in the art of love and irony, and lads become lords with heavy feet and aching backs from life’s long ride. The love itself knows no difference between maiden and lady, or lad and lord, for love stands tall within the soul that sought the love and carried it thus far.

If you were struck blind, how then would you measure your lover’s fairness?
For beauty and eyes both fade, but love abides in the timeless heart.
Youth’s brief kiss will soon be forgotten.
And what then?
Fret not, for you need only close your eyes to see that fairest love whose familiar heart calls you to the center of their universe, where one’s eyes measure nothing, and love, that steamy art, paints your soul red.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY, LOVERS!

5 comments:

Cheryl said...

Hi Leah, so WONDERFUL to see you back writing again.

I am sure that the path to finding the right person can be a treacherous route, but for me it was more a rocky foot path. I started dating hubby in high school, married after graduation and 45 years later, here I am still loving him.

Interesting point about being able to see to measure you lover's fairness.

I am sure many relationships could survive if the loss of sight was after two people fell in love. The real question would be, could those same people have found their way to be a couple, if they didn't have the opportunity to see each other first?

I think that might be much more difficult. For better or worse, a lot of relationships are based on the initial physical attraction.

Stephen Hayes said...

Lovely paean to love.

Deborah Tisch said...

So beautiful. A lovely surprise in my inbox!

Martha Jane Orlando said...

You've described love perfectly, Leah. Thank you for this Valentine's Day surprise.
Blessings!

Brooke said...

Leah, it is so good to have your voice here, and so perfectly expressed around all the complexities of love through the ages. I absolutely love your cupid and your perfectly raw and meaningful expression. You are such a spendid artist on so many levels. Please keep it coming.

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